Zorah

So, first of all, I would like to request a name change. This thing here has little to do with explosives, bang-boom-crash, smoke and so on, but rather with citrus overkill. Therefore, please tilt the "N" 90 degrees to the right and turn...

On February 22, it was my long-deceased father's birthday. I still think of him often, as we were quite identical wooden heads, and nowadays the gift goes, for practical reasons, not to Dad, but to - me. It fits that the drugstore...